Homage to my great great grandmother, a child widow, during Pitru Paksha 2020

¬†Pitru Paksha is the fortnight of rememberance of one’s ancestors in India. I have often marvelled at the determination of my great, great grandmother, Radhika Devi. In accordance with customs prevalent in the late 19th century, she was married at the age of 9 to her young husband of 14. She was meant to goContinue reading “Homage to my great great grandmother, a child widow, during Pitru Paksha 2020”

Poena ~ Ashes of Rose

Poena ~ 1 In memory of my nephew Viraj Thappa Ashes of Rose My colour for YOU,¬† Ashes of Rose, soft words reflect the colour of your flushed cheeks, tinged with indigo blue. You who lie so still, content. Smiling in deep slumber, breathing in tune to an ephemeral heartbeat, your lips part asunder, aContinue reading “Poena ~ Ashes of Rose”

Forty five days into #Lockdown, Disquiet in Isolation…..continues

May 8th 2020 Forty five days into #Lockdown – Hemingway’s title For Whom the Bells Toll comes to mind, as apt for our workers seeking to get home to their villages, as does the novel by Camus –The Plague, which journalist Nirupama Subramanian writes of in her article, The Moral Contagion, in the Indian Express,Continue reading “Forty five days into #Lockdown, Disquiet in Isolation…..continues”